Private Request
Henry blurted out, "You guys figure out how to set up a command center. Radio communication, computer control. If there aren't any computers, get some paper, pens, and desks, and try to get some maps for record-keeping... Hmm, am I being too nosy...?"
Seeing the completely silent scene, the Kryptonian, realizing what had happened, regretted their actions...
Without a word, George Stacy took off her NYPD jacket, shook off the dust, and draped it over Henry.
"Henry Brown, I hereby appoint you as the interim special counsel for the New York City Police Department. Just tell me what you need to do; treat it as my order. I will be there to assist you, and I will stop any inappropriate instructions."
After concluding the temporary appointment, George Stacy addressed everyone. "You all heard your task assignments clearly, right? Henry's instructions are my orders. Everyone, get to work!"
"Remember to keep your radio on and receive the latest instructions immediately. If officers from other precincts or fire departments join in, report it via radio or direct them to the command center."
"Minimizing the damage from this disaster depends on everyone's efforts. Go! Go! Go!"
George Stacy's words spurred everyone into action without hesitation. And he showed no frustration at being led by an amateur or at losing his power.
George Stacy agreed with Henry's instructions and treated them as her own orders because George also felt that such an allocation was reasonable. It not only allocated manpower but also refined it as much as possible, making the best use of manpower and existing resources.
Even with a police team coordinating and directing the operation, he couldn't have done it this quickly and efficiently. Most people would have been delayed here for at least ten to thirty minutes before they could be gradually reassigned.
What If...? they are doing it themselves, the less time they waste, the more carelessly they assign tasks.
However, by handing the man over to Henry and distributing him as quickly as possible, the Police Station had a greater chance of saving lives. He understood the priorities.
Furthermore, George Stacy wasn't completely indifferent. He also needed to use this time to establish a command system with the Police Station and fire departments, and to record the allocation of personnel and resources.
In addition to being used for future reviews, it can also be used to check at any time whether the allocation is reasonable and whether adjustments are needed. More importantly, it is to grasp the overall situation so that any successor can quickly understand the situation.
It seems like Henry was being used as a transitional tool. But George Stacy understood that disaster relief was a high-intensity relay race, not something one person could carry the entire course.
So, how to ensure that others can seamlessly take over any task depends on whether the Police Station can establish a reasonable rescue command system and integrate all manpower and resources.
George Stacy will not place all his hopes on one person, but he will also not give up on any contribution anyone can make. In the face of this disaster, all available strength and resources are invaluable.
As long as Henry's instructions are the best solution, he will support the man. Pointless insistence and bureaucracy should all be thrown to the wind!
Just as everyone sprang into action, and the person in charge of speaking had a brief respite, Henry grabbed the Police Station, who was about to enter the command center to help. "George, I need Gwen's help with something."
In that instant, the Police Station's gaze transformed into the sharp eyes of an elderly father, fixed intently on the unmarried man. He unconsciously lowered his voice and asked, "What do you want with her?"
Releasing the old man's arm, Henry pretended to be startled and took a step back, saying, "I remember she recently got her driver's license, but you haven't bought her a car yet, have you?"
"I want to invite her to Catherine's house, pick up Catherine, Skye, and my pet, and take them to Catherine's family's villa in Fenwick, Connecticut, where they will stay for a while."
"You can probably understand that the air quality in New York won't be very good for the next few days. Leaving an elderly person here isn't good for her health."
"Originally, this matter was to be handled by Maria Stark, Catherine's personal nurse. However, Maria Stark has her own family to take care of."
"Right now, besides Catherine and me, no one else in the family has a driver's license. But I'm not entirely comfortable letting an elderly person drive, especially on long trips."
"Gwen can take my car; the car and keys are still at Catherine's house. I think Catherine won't mind leaving her here for a while after she drops her off in Connecticut."
"The villa in Connecticut has plenty of rooms, so Gwen won't be short of room after she goes there. Besides, Catherine will need someone to take care of her, so in addition to Skye, she might need Gwen's help as well."
"On the other hand, you should know about my pet's situation; not just anyone would dare to ride in the same car with it. Gwen and Kitty are close, so I had no choice but to ask her for help."
Henry spoke quickly, finishing his sentence in one breath. After hearing the whole story, George Stacy relaxed her stern face and said earnestly, "I think that's a good idea."
In fact, having a good reason to get his daughter out of New York was a good idea for George Stacy. Otherwise, he would probably see that troublesome girl among the volunteers in a couple of days.
"I'll call him now." George Stacy also took this opportunity to contact her daughter.
No matter how many times the worried old father dialed the number, he always received incorrect messages. It was then that George Stacy noticed that the cell phone line, which had been busy before, was now completely disconnected, with no signal at all.
"Damn it, is all communication down?" George cursed angrily. He then held up his phone and looked around, hoping to find even a single bar of signal.
"George, use my phone." Henry handed over his homemade phone.
Upon taking a look, George Stacy complained, "Henry, your cell phone has no signal either."
"Just call, it'll get through." Henry didn't explain much, only saying this one sentence.
Half-believing, George entered the number and pressed dial. The phone rang smoothly with a waiting tone. It was answered shortly afterward.
The girl on the other end of the phone answered, "Henry, why are you calling me? And why was your phone reachable?"
"Gwen, it's me. Your father, George."
"George, how did you get to use Henry's phone?"
"He's right next to me right now; we're at the World Trade Center."
"I want to go help too."
"No! Don't come any closer. Actually, Henry has something to ask of you." George Stacy quickly repeated what Henry had said. "In short, you need to help him get Catherine, Skye, and his pet to Connecticut. It's important."
"I can go and help too," the girl said dejectedly.
George Stacy said, "But taking care of the elderly and children is also a very important task. Henry trusts you, so he's willing to entrust this matter to you."
"Otherwise, he'll have to go back himself and deliver the person to Connecticut. I must say, keeping him here is far more useful than keeping you here. This isn't to belittle you, it's just that everyone has their strengths."
The girl on the phone tried one last act of resistance. "But I don't have a car..."
George Stacy continued, "Henry said he can lend you the car. It's parked near Catherine's house, and the keys are at home. Just ask around; someone should be able to tell you."
"Quickly, get that old man out of New York. The air quality in New York is terrible right now; there might be asbestos, lead, and other toxic substances mixed in with the air."
Gwen asked anxiously, "Then what will you do?"
"We're trying to mobilize supplies. As long as you and your people leave New York, the supplies can be used by those who need them more. Do you understand?"
"Oh, I see," the girl said disappointedly.